"Iron pickaxe?"

When Tang Hao heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned, walked over to take a look, and was dumbfounded.

The rows of iron pickaxes, silver shining, golden, on which are also engraved with talismans, flashing with misty treasure light, some are also carved dragons, tattooed phoenixes, the shape is extremely gorgeous.

Is this still an iron pickaxe?

Tang Hao's face twitched fiercely.

It's okay to make an iron pickaxe into a magic weapon, why are you so gorgeous?

"Oh, young man, do you want to have one? This pickaxe in our store is very strong, you look at this shape, handsome! Cool! Carrying it on your shoulders, it will definitely pull the wind!"

The clerk glanced at Tang Hao and grinned.

"This ...... It's just an iron pickaxe, what are you doing with such a?" Tang Hao said stunned.

"No, it's not just an iron pickaxe! It's a symbol of identity and taste, you see how ugly their family is, it's tasteless, vulgar!"

The clerk was serious.

Tang Hao couldn't help but roll his eyes, this is really a talent! An iron pickaxe can sell taste!

"Damn, whoever buys it, who's stupid!" he muttered, as he swept through the row of prices.

The most ordinary iron pickaxe is more than 5,000, like the kind of good-looking ones, they are 10,000 or 20,000, or even 100,000, the shape is simply blinding, how gorgeous and gorgeous, it looks like an artifact that slays a dragon with a knife.

"Guest, come on?" the clerk said, rubbing his hands.

"I'll take a look!" Tang Hao said.

He swept it, and the street was full of shops selling iron picks, and there were many people who bought them, and there were several of them at a time, and it was obvious that iron picks were needed when digging for treasure.

Pick up a few more pickaxes and knock on them, between different prices, not only the difference in shape, but also the difference in material, the more expensive the material, the better.

He frowned, and he didn't know what the requirements for digging treasure were, what kind of iron pickaxe was suitable.

Just as he was hesitating, someone on the side shouted, "Get out! Get out! If you can't afford it, don't stick here, get in the way of Prince Ben!"

As soon as Tang Hao turned around, he saw a group of people swaggering over, and the leader was a big fat man, in his twenties, the whole person was round, and his face was also round.

Wearing a golden robe with a dragon embroidered on it, all wearing golden things around his neck, hands, and waist, he looked very entrenched.

Behind him, there were four men, all of whom were early stage cultivators of Jindan.

"Hey! It's you! Don't get out of the way, don't get in the way of this prince!" the fat man shouted at Tang Hao, his face pointing at him.

Glancing at Tang Hao up and down, he also showed a little disdain, and scolded in a low voice: "Poor ghost!"

Damn! This fat man is so arrogant!

Tang Hao scolded in his heart.

The fat man walked over, swept towards the stall, and his eyes fell on the most expensive pickaxe, and praised: "This is good, pull the wind!"

The clerk said enthusiastically: "I see that you are handsome and extraordinary, and you must not be an ordinary person! ”

Tang Hao's face twitched when he heard this.

He is so handsome and extraordinary, he is really boastful, and he is obviously a ball.

The fat man was very happy, and said in a loud voice: "Okay, good, reward, give me a reward! This, buy it! And this, come four, no, what if it breaks, give me twenty!"

"Don't worry, what you have is money! What I have in Jinguo is the most, isn't it money!"

"Remember, the master's name is Jin Duoduo, the third prince of the Jin Kingdom!"

The fat man's nostrils were cocked, and he looked ostentatious.

Seeing Tang Hao staring at him, he frowned and scolded: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen a handsome guy! A poor ghost like you, what kind of fun is there to join, you can't even afford a good pickaxe, do you still want to dig up a good treasure?"

"Come, Lord will show you my treasure! My Jin family's ancestral sun god pickaxe!"

As he spoke, he ostentatiously took out a crimson iron pickaxe, which was extremely cool and exuded a scorching aura.

"This divine pickaxe was refined by the ancestors of my Jin family, and over the years, thousands of large and small treasures have been dug up here, and it is a legendary pickaxe. ”

Tang Hao was stunned.

Sun ...... Pickaxe?

It sounds very powerful, and it looks even more powerful, and the material is clearly a high-quality material.

Tang Hao grunted and swallowed his saliva, his eyes were about to glow.

"You...... Isn't there a pickaxe?"

Then, Tang Hao wondered.

"Hey! It's not simple, this pickaxe is good-looking, you like it, you have money! My Jin family buys things, and only buys the most expensive!" The fat man patted his chest, a local tyrant.

After showing off for a while, he looked at the clerk and said, "How much?"

The clerk nodded and said with a smile: "Master, a total of 1.15 million." ”

"It's cheap! It's so cheap! Pay!" the fat man shouted, and a man behind him took out a hemp bag, bulging it, and when he opened it, he almost dazzled Tang Hao's eyes.

What was inside was not a spar, but a spirit stone, a sack of spirit stones!

Replaced with spar, this sack is nearly 10 million.

Tang Hao's eyes were straight, and his saliva was swallowed. His eyes lit up, a faint glimmer of thief.

"Isn't this seducing me!"

Tang Hao swallowed his saliva and muttered.

Seeing Tang Hao like this, the fat man laughed and became even more proud, this guy's performance made him feel very accomplished.

"This is a spirit stone, I haven't seen it! Come, let you take a closer look!"

He also picked up a piece and shook it in front of Tang Hao's eyes.

Nima!**Naked seduction! Tang Hao almost couldn't help it, and exploded this guy on the spot.

The fat man laughed, paid the money, and walked away with the pickaxe that looked like an artifact, attracting the attention of many people along the way.

"A big Kaizi!"

Tang Hao watched the guy go away, sighed with emotion, and his eyes were hot.

Then, he visited several stalls, inquired, and learned that the five-color crystal source was extremely hard, and the hardness was different in different parts.

The deeper you go into the Five Colors Mountain, the harder it becomes, and ordinary pickaxes can only dig outside, and if you want to dig in, you need a good pickaxe.

These pickaxes are specially designed to mine the crystal source, not only are the materials hard enough, but they are generally engraved with a flame rune array to facilitate the mining of the crystal source.

The crystal source is a wonderful thing, it is extremely hard in a normal state, but when heated by high temperatures, it will melt.

Of course, the temperature required was very high, and even if an ordinary cultivator cultivated the Yan Technique, he would not be able to melt it.

Therefore, those who come to dig for treasure need special iron picks.

In addition to the iron pickaxe, in fact, flying swords and the like can also be, but it is more troublesome, and this crystal source is very hard, and it will be broken if you are not careful, and generally no one uses their own magic weapons to dig it.

Tang Hao turned around, and finally bought three pickaxes of 20,000 yuan, which were shining with gold and the appearance was quite stylish.